As an actor, it makes sense for me to know some kung fu, right?

"This...why does it sound better than Pang Lao's poem just now? It's so catchy and asks...what is love in the world? It's so beautiful!"

"Oh my God! Is this poem actually from a martial arts novel? How is it possible? It's so shocking and unbelievable!"

"Damn it, such words are too beautiful, the world is north and south... Shuang Feike... Lao Wing... several times of cold and heat... hiss..."

"I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a sense of sadness lingering in my heart. I actually thought of my first love. Alas, it's a thing of the past..."

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

No one expected that the poem recited by Xu Lukou was so full of artistic conception.

And the rhythm is also quite awesome. Although most people don’t understand poetry, they can still listen to it.

This intuitive feeling made me feel that Xu Lu's song was actually better than Pang Lao's song just now.

This time, everyone was stunned.

For a moment, I remembered an almost impossible thing.

Could it be that Director Xu's level is really higher than that of Mr. Pang? This is incredible!

"Thousands of years...for eternity...to stay...to treat the slut..."

"Singing wildly...drinking...visiting...Yanqiu..."

The last words came out slowly from Xu Lukou, and the crowd finally came to their senses.

Immediately, everyone looked at Xu Lu with an incredulous look, and then everyone clapped.

You must know that after Pang Lao's poem came out just now, everyone just praised it.

But there is no such heartfelt applause.

As the applause rang out, more and more people gathered around.

As for the cultural masters who were very arrogant just now, they are all a little weak now.

Teacher Wang felt as if he had seen a ghost, but he quickly pretended to be calm and said:

"Young man, although your words are good, I'm afraid you didn't write them yourself, right?

You must have copied it from some ancient book. This fact cannot fool those of us who study poetry. "

"Yes, I seem to have seen similar poems in an ancient book before, asking what love is in the world. There should be quite a few such poems!"

"That's right! Young people have good memories, but it's a bit unreasonable to compare the poems of the ancients with those of today!"

……

Several masters spoke one after another, and when Xu Lu heard these words, he almost laughed in anger.

What I read was indeed the poetry of the ancients, but it was the poetry of the ancients from another world.

Those people don't exist in this world.

Now several masters actually say that they have seen this poem in ancient books. Isn't that funny?

Could it be that you are also time travellers? Could it be that you have also traveled through time on earth?

Colleagues? senior?

At this moment, Mr. Liu, who had shown disdain for Xu Lu from the beginning, spoke again:

"Young people also like ancient poetry. In fact, we old people are still very happy.

However, there are several processes in studying ancient poetry, and using the poetry of the ancients is only the first stage.

When you reach the final stage and actually write antique poetry, that will be considered a success.

Just now, Mr. Pang has made a start, and I will also show my shame to the old man. I will give you an antique poem for everyone to comment on..."

Soon, Mr. Liu also recited an antique poem.

At this time, people around were excited:

"Mr. Liu's level is also quite good, and it is also an imitation of ancient poetry. The use of overlapping words is so wonderful."

"The more ancient poetry is, the simpler the structure is, but even in such simple words and sentences, there is profound truth, and it is also quite beautiful!"

"It seems that Mr. Liu wants to vindicate Mr. Pang. Although Director Xu's poem is excerpted from ancient books, it is more subtle than Mr. Pang's poem after all, so Mr. Liu's ancient books also used his best efforts!"

"That's right! I don't know how Director Xu will respond next. Alas, he is also miserable. He has offended two extremely high-level poets."

At this time, the audience in the girl's live broadcast room also cheered.

Of course, some people can't stand these masters.

But what everyone is most concerned about now is actually how Xu Lu will respond.

After Mr. Liu finished reciting a poem, he smiled proudly and reservedly and said:

"It makes everyone laugh. It's shoddy and shoddy, but it's far less wonderful than those ancient poems. I hope this poem can express my memory of the ancient poets..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a voice suddenly interrupted:

"Well, there's something I don't know whether to say or not. If the ancient poets knew that later generations were so shoddy, they would probably be so angry that they would want to crawl out of their graves!"

The person who said this was undoubtedly Director Xu.

The people around him were stunned for a moment, and then some couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahaha, crawling out of the grave, this is so funny!"

"This Director Xu is really tough. He is so calm and composed in the face of several cultural masters."

"I think the masters will definitely not dare to say humble words in the future, otherwise they will be taken as true by Director Xu."

"Isn't it? It's really hilarious!"

Of course the bystanders were happy, but as the real owner, Mr. Liu couldn't hold on to his face at this time and said coldly:

"Young man, what you mean is that you don't pay attention to the poem Lao Chan. Don't tell me that you have other poems in that novel?"

"Hey, you know all this. You guessed it right, there really is one!"

Xu Lu pretended to be surprised and said:

"And what a coincidence, mine are also ancient poems! They feel better than your crude ones!"

Hearing these familiar words, the people around him couldn't help but look at Xu Lu expectantly.

Director Xu also continued to express his own expression and said directly:

'The wind and rain are miserable...the rooster crows and crows...I see a gentleman...Yunhu Buyi...'

'...'

'The wind and rain are miserable...the rooster crows endlessly...now that I see a gentleman...Yunhu is not happy...'

As soon as this statement came out, the onlookers around were all dumbfounded.

Just now they thought Director Xu was being harsh, after all, the person standing opposite him was the famous Mr. Liu.

Who knew that Director Xu was not harsh at all, he was just so tough!

This ancient poem sounds much better than Mr. Liu's imitation of the ancient poem.

The simple artistic conception simply moved everyone present.

"Let me guess, this Director Xu is too strong, isn't he just going to slap two cultural masters in the face?"

"Hahahaha, I was worried about him just now, but now, I have to worry about Mr. Liu!"

"Isn't it? In such a public place, once the face is lost, it will be difficult to pick it up again!"

"Several masters have seen a ghost today, unexpectedly encountering such a stupid young man.

And he is still a clueless young man. It is estimated that the four of them are all dumbfounded now! "